BIRON

[Aside to MOTH] Their eyes, villain, their eyes!

MOTH

That ever turn'd their eyes to mortal views!–Out–

BOYET

True; out indeed.

MOTH

Out of your favours, heavenly spirits, vouchsafe
Not to behold–

BIRON

[Aside to MOTH] Once to behold, rogue.

MOTH

Once to behold with your sun-beamed eyes,
–with your sun-beamed eyes–

BOYET

They will not answer to that epithet;
You were best call it 'daughter-beamed eyes.'

MOTH

They do not mark me, and that brings me out.

BIRON

Is this your perfectness? be gone, you rogue!

Exit MOTH

ROSALINE

What would these strangers? know their minds, Boyet:
If they do speak our language, 'tis our will:
That some plain man recount their purposes
Know what they would.

BOYET

What would you with the princess?

BIRON

Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.

ROSALINE

What would they, say they?

BOYET

Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.